"Why do you have to!"

He ran and begged for mercy.

"Strictly speaking, we are all Fu Yulin, even more close than our own brothers. Is there a bastard in the world who forced his brother to death..."

Suddenly.

The Golden Bell behind him stopped instantly.

The transformed Fu Yulin touched his chin, thinking about something.

"That's true."

"Forget it."

He thought about it.

"If you promise me something, I can consider letting you go."

"You said you said."

"Call three times Grandpa Yulin to spare my life."

“…”

The fat man was stunned.

He felt that he had seriously underestimated the other party's lower limit.

...

Another place.

As the fog surged, the two Luo Wushuang stood opposite each other.

A dressed in white.

A gentle smile.

There is no difference at all.

The only difference is that one of them has a higher level.

"interesting."

Looking at the transformed self, Luo Wushuang was not as surprised as Gu Han and the fat man. Instead, he looked at each other carefully and thoughtfully, "If I guessed correctly, you should be a ray of my breath."

The time it takes to last is only half a quarter of an hour, right?"

"good."

opposite.

The transformed Luo Wushuang smiled, "Half a quarter of an hour is the limit."

"I see."

Luo Wushuang nodded.

"It just seems that you have some flaws and some things that cannot be copied in the end."

“That doesn’t matter.”

"Let's do it, half a quarter of an hour, not long."

Luo Wushuang seemed to be very clear about the other party's weaknesses. Even though the other party's cultivation level was a completely higher than his, he was still full of confidence.

"no need."

Who knows.

The transformed Luo Wushuang did not take action.

Instead, he looked up.

"It's also boring. You can't hold on. After all, you just act under other people's rules. This doesn't fit your and my personality."

“It makes sense.”

"so."

The transformed Luo Wushuang withdrew her gaze.

"It's better to follow our rules."

Said.

He slowly stretched out his right hand.

"Guess."

"Is the Yuan Crystal in my hand one or two? If you guess correctly, if you pass the test and guess wrong, I will eliminate you. It's simple and clear."

Luo Wushuang felt a little emotional.

He used to make people guess Yuan Jing, but he didn't expect that this time it was his turn. This novel experience made him instantly excited, with a bit of seriousness in his eyes.

"One."

No hesitation.

He gave his answer directly.

Useless cultivation.

No divine thoughts.

There is no need to use it either.

He just guessed based on his instinct.

“…”

opposite.

The transformed Luo Wushuang remained silent and slowly stretched out his right hand... In the palm of his hand, a transformed Yuanjing was lying there quietly.

Guessed correctly!

"You're lucky."

“It’s not about luck.”

Luo Wushuang shook his head, "In this world, the only person who knows himself best is himself, not to mention... you are just incomplete after all. I know what you are thinking, but you can't see through what I am thinking."

After saying that.
Chapter completed!